Exploring Beaver Lake one summer,
came across a boat, abandoned,
dilapidated, broken, sad,
and firmly tied to a tree trunk.
What is her story?
Wandering in the woods one spring,
a wooden reindeer appeared
when snow dis-appeared.
Tired, abandoned, shabby with peeling paint,
but almost a smile…
What is his story?
And could it be entitled camouflage rather than abandon?
Walking by farmers’ fields one spring,
stumbled upon rusty, old machinery,
tired, neglected, abandoned…
but symmetry and beauty still evident.
Signs of spring all around:
fresh buds, new leaves, green grass.
beside land that was swallowed up for housing,
the once-useful machine sits forlornly nearby…
What is its story?
See more interpretations of ‘abandon’ here.
“Tennis anyone?” asks wallaby.
“I wonder who’ll show up for social tennis today?”
“That’s in. My game and set,” said wallaby.
See here for more fabulous photos about ‘juxtaposition’.
A duck family goes for an early morning swim on the lake.
A Canadian geese family goes for lunch and a swim in the lagoon.
And in the afternoon, a mother starling
feeds her hungry family in their nest in a tree!
Different families. Different times of day. But love and caring in all the families…
See here for more interpretations of ‘Family’.
Grandma and toddler sharing New Year’s morning at the beach.
‘One travels more usefully when alone because he reflects more,’
said Thomas Jefferson.
What is this hitch-hiker thinking
as he heads towards Missoula, Montana?
Is he feeling loneliness or solitude in light of Paul Tillich’s words:
‘Loneliness expresses the pain of being alone
and solitude expresses the glory of being alone.’
And, is he a solitary person as in Paul Theroux’s statement:
‘Solitary people make the best travellers’
And, as we all know…
‘The one thing that matters is the effort,’
(Antoine de Saint-Exupery)
as we ‘…climb every mountain!’
For more interpretations of ‘One’ see here.
Saturday, June 1st: A Canada Goose sits on her eggs
on a thin, log ‘island’ in the river.
How long has she been there?
… through wind and rain and ‘a terrible storm’.
Friday, June 7th: Mr. Gander stands on guard whilst Mrs. Goose sits …
and sits and sits and sits…
just like Horton, in Dr Suess’ Horton the Elephant.
Monday, June 10th: Good grief! Mrs. Goose has gone…
Where are the geese and their goslings?
I hope they are safe…
One egg is left.
Is it The Ugly Duckling?
Will she be shunned by her brothers and sisters?
Will she become a beautiful swan?
Horton Hatches the Egg, Dr Suess, 1962, London: Collins Clear-Type Press
The Ugly Duckling, Fairy Tale, Hans Christian Andersen, Denmark. First published, Nov 11th, 1843
A sunny morning walk from a pond at the edge of a woods… across a gravel road… towards a lake, reveals spring contrasts and camouflage…
My dark, shiny shell contrasts with the grey/white gravel.
A tulip stands alone, in new,
green growth on the forest floor.
Bright, yellow daffodils dazzle midst old, brown cattails.
Green and white trilliums make a spectacular ground
cover in contrast to the brown earth and rotting leaves.
A motionless green and brown Leopard Frog is cleverly camouflaged
against old, beige grass of winter and new, green grass of spring .
I bask in warm, morning sun on an old, black tyre by a dock.
I stretch my neck as far as I can above the surface to see
if another Midland Painted turtle is nearby in the lake.
Pondering what photo to use ‘from above’. Food? Flowers? Insects?
Then, a surprise. The decision is made for me whilst walking in bright sunshine by the lake…
A Midland Painted Turtle crosses the road to reach water – but
stops as I approach and tucks most of himself under his shell.
Then another surprise.
A Leopard frog is motionless
in ragged, beige and green grass beside the road.
‘From above’ reveals beautiful patterns on the animals.
‘Turtle’ and ‘Frog’ remind me of favourite children’s books.
Not a Midland Painted Turtle, but a sea turtle (Amazon photo).
The frog: A Frog Inside my Hat
Fay Robinson’s compilation of children’s poems.